
Trust me, I’m having fun…
Being an Internets Celebrity has it’s advantages. Some are pretty obvious like being recognized in a bodega and getting a free .50cent bottle of Tropical Fantasy iced tea. The not so obvious perks are the invites to other Internets Celebrities house parties. I’m not one to turn down free booze so when I got the invite to fucks with the crew from Flawless Hustle I knew I would have to put my wobbly boots on. These kids party harder than BRITNEY SPEARS on a weekend bender.
The Flawless Hustle crew starts off with my homey GABEROCKKA.

GABE is a lot like me except he’s ten years younger than I am. He’s a supreme Hip-Hop head, sneakerfiend, style addict, womanizer, alcoholic, bonafide New York City kid. GABE’s a good dude who is constantly trying to not be a good dude because good dudes get shitted on. GABE also stays ahead of the curve. I predicted this summer that southeast Asian chicks would be the takeover. That’s GABE’s steez every summer.


GABE is a as happy as a pig in shit when he macks the ladies.

KEITH is another dude under the Flawless Hustle umbrella. Me and dude could build for hours on comic books and fanboy shit. KEITH came to my New Year’s Eve houseparty with a magnum of expensive champagne. These niggas from FH are young, but they come into the game correct.


Dude on the left is Mooves and homey in the black hoody is MIKE the founder of Flawless Hustle. I asked MIKE when they were gonna roll out the revamped site and he told me that they were still getting the bugs out. The new Flawless Hustle will be a lifestyle source site. They’re going to publish all the things they can find that reflect Hip-Hop culture for the twenty something Brooklynite. Actually, the twenty something urbanite. From choice spots to dine and shop to articles that represent the mindset of the fresh kids on the comeup. I’m hell’a honored that these dudes find DP Dot Com to be that crack for them.



The secondary part of the evening was to welcome GABE back to NYC. He’d been living in purgatory a/k/a Boston, MA. Home of the humorless fucktard homeland security snafu. Red Solo cups were aplenty and everyone was happy. GABE wouldn’t let me leave without taking the sweater and shirt off his back. GABE is a good dude and I hope Flawless Hustle gets back on their grizzly something mean this year.



